As he thought about what had happened and what still needed to be done, Harry Potter found himself meandering around the dimly lit hallways of Hogwarts Wizarding School. He has begun to pace the hallways because of the burden of expectations and duties on his chest, as well as the painful memories that keep coming back to him.

That is, until he spots someone, though he is unclear of who it is, so he cautiously approaches the figure and pulls his wand just in case. "Who's there?" Even though he asks in a somewhat calm manner, there is tension in the air, even suspension. He continued, his eyes darting around the shadows, "Show yourself." He illuminates the corridor ahead of him with a bright light emanating from the tip of his wand.